The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-09-04

note, feebly screwled, with trembling
fingers; aiGSi for her broken heart! her
wrecked ana ruined life!
Bessie, whom my husband loved, whom
now love more than anything in this life,
you have been good TO me as an angel of
heaven, but even for you cannot live All
day and all night it rings in my ears: He
loved You, and you killed hinl-yes, killed
him, as surely as ii you had taken his life
blood When | shut my eyes see his still,
awful face, as / saw it that day--beautiful
and heavenly, but so far removed from such
as |. 1t said to ME them it says to me now:
woman, this is your work; there Is gulf
between US. Where God has taken me, you
can never comet You would beg me to re-
pent, but it is TOO late for that. Do not
seek me, Bessie. 1t will all be over when
you read this. The river is near, ard its
low moan has been beckoning me to come
all day. You will see him again some day.
o, child, take him Edith's undying love,
and tell him she has atoned for her sinm
What did l do. There was no time to
lose, surely. She would go first to the
churchyard. / knew that, and it was my
only hope. l called up my fearless Biddy,
and, with Dennis and nurse following at a
little distance, we FASTENED to the river
landing, 1t was not quite dark. A young
moon was struggling with dark cloud
masses, and showed us the bridge and the
murky waters, and the weird-looking
barges on its bosom. She was there before
us. Too late! too latel again the madden
ing words rang in my ears; for the tall
figure, standing ON the bridge, lifted its
arms and clasped them above its head for a
moment then plunged into the black waters
below. But Dennis sprang after her, while
Biddy and | waded knee-deep into the
water, ready to help him with his burden
He struggled bravely, and presently laid
her in our arms ana then, sheltered from
notice by the darkness, he carried her in his
strong arms and laid her, dripping and APP
parently lifeleSs. on her bed.
1t was long before she was conscious, and
for two days and nights we thought the
feeble spark of life would go out, at any
moment But God was merciful, and
spared the life she had rashly taken into her
own hands
She is better now-better in body and
mind, and she has told me everything.
How the knowledge of her humble birth,
and her husbands unsual devotion to his
sisters, maddened her with jealousy. She
did not understand the quiet strength of his
love, and she harbored these jealous doubts
until her whole nature became embittered.
Then, when she knew even his generous
nature had been tried too far, and she felt
he was estranged from her forever, she
could bear it no longer. She had wanted
to go back to him, but was too proud. Had
she known in time of his poverty and i'll
from him. When she did hear it, she
fastened to his side, and reached him just
one day too late!
She had a music class in k, but last
week they wrote to inform her that her
place had been supplied; they could not
wait for her longer. l am so tn ankful to
help her ] know it is what my brother
would have wished, and l think he must
look down appfovingly on our new friend
ship.
will not write another page! 1t is ask
ing too much of you to read all this. If
you ever pray and you know you used to-
ask God to give me patience, for need it
sorely, sorely. Your cousin,
BESSIE HARDWOOD.